Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verseMy glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worseI come rough, tough like an elephant tuskYa head rush, fly like Egyptian muskAw sh!t, Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an'However, I master the trick just like NixonCausin terror, quick damage ya whole eraHardrocks is locked the f@ck up, or found shotP.L.O. style, hazardous, cause I wreck this dangerousI blow sparks like Waco, Texas

Announcer: OK everybody, let's sing for our dear queen mother.Queen: Hurry up! I can feel all those tacos working and I'm not wearing any diapers today!Announcer: 99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer. Take one down and pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall.Queen: Ooh s**t!Announcer: 98 bottles of beer on the wall, 98 bottles of beer. Take one down and pass it around, 97 bottles of beer on the wall.Queen: Oops, too late.

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" We're going to get you. We're going to get you. Not another peep. Time to go to sleep."